Posted by Simguy on 5/17/2002, 6:27 am.

Before: Nolin strutting it up in pre-fight, prowling like a lioness after a long nap and anxious to butt heads, “Don’t get used to Anna,” boasts Gena, “I have a feeling she’ll be hanging it up soon.” Falchi going out fast against a hard charging Naomi Campbell—lesson not lost on Gena who pretty much patented the ol’ stampede-a-girl-into-defeat fight plan. Nolin in black bikini top, yellow scoop bottoms, Anna in very pale blue bikini top, navy bottoms with stylized pale blue stretchy belt.

During R1: Gena with that right hand cocked at her chest, drifts Anna some clean right hands on the mouth to open the fight—Falchi driven back to the ropes with a pouty look as Nolin takes advantage, Gena bodying up, chesting Anna heavy into the ropes, then working out of the wrap—bludgeoning Falchi hard across those prominent zeppelins with right forearm smashes designed to look like very short hooks,, Anna pushing Gena back, but having some trouble getting her back off the ropes—Nolin driving in with that heavy right cross., setting up to work in close with banging lefts and rights that catch plenty of forearm. Final minute, Falchi pulls a swabbing left hook across Gena’s mouth, staggering the ex-champ—Anna bending into a pounding right, stepping forward off the ropes with a clubbing left—NOLIN’S HURT! Gena stupefied as Falchi bounces punches off the face and skull—Anna doing a nice job of tightening up her strokes, bending side to side to get devastating leverage and she’s got Nolin swooning at the bell! Falchi steals a Nolen round, sends Gena wandering back to her corner.

R2: Nolin shaking it off, comes back with pawing left hands measuring Anna for driving rights—Falchi getting her face spanked hard to the side gets railroaded to the ropes as Gena extends on her haymaking crosses. Anna up against the ropes, hands at her chest as Gena swats left, SLAMS the right hand up the middle—Falchi fielding flush on the jaw and draping over the ropes—she’s woozy! Gena getting brawny—shouldering up, then thumping he mean right hand off Falchi’s golden belly—Anna groaning as she slumps forward--Gena helping herself to Falchi’s plump tits with rising lefts and rights underneath. Anna just lolling back and forth, soaking up a besting as Nolin methodically keeps a body on her, works her over big woman style to the bell. Falchi standing up off the ropes at the break—Gena hits her a clouting left WAY late—Falchi stunned against the strands bas ref reads Gena the riot act.

R3: Girls stepping flat footed clockwise around one another—each just pawing out the left hand to draw a bead fir the right, Exchange of whistling right hands grazes both beauties’ cheeks, Falchi wins the race to the come back hook and NOLIN GOES DOWN! BLOCKBUSTER left explodes off Nolin’s jaw, dropping her to her back and she is RUINED! Gena struggling to beat the count—eyes, glassy, hands low, upper body swaying on liquid hips and ON COMES ANNA! Falchi lunging in to drive Gena’s back over the top ropes with a sweeping right hand—Nolin out on her feet, staring helplessly as Anna stabilizes Gena with a left in the chest, then DRIFTS in that heartless right hand! Clocking blows pound Nolin senseless as she slumps dazed against the ropes and THE REF JUMPS IN! Spectacular TKO3 upset Anna Falchi!

After: Falchi delirious with triumph—climbing the ring ropes, bellowing to the crowd. Nolin blubbering, refusing to accept the verdict, but there’s no denying the effect of Falchi’s devastating right hands., “I’m not surprised,: says guest commentator Catherine Zeta Jones, “Anna’s known as a heavy handed slugger on the continent. Trust Gena Lee to go into a fight completely oblivious s her opponent’s capabilities.” Fight leaves an already open division even more level—Nolin going to have to fight her way back into contention in an increasingly competitive FCBA.